He grabbed her head and once again, claimed her mouth. This time their tongues moved in a more passionate motion.
Without thinking, he picked her up and carried her to the couch. He pushed the coffee table back and set her down, getting on his knees between her legs. He looked at her for just a moment before he grabbed her face in both of his hands and brought her mouth back to his. He kissed her until she was breathless, and knowing she could not hold her breath for minutes at a time like Zantharians could, he would stop and allow her to catch her breath. But during that short time that she caught her breath, he found himself only wanting her more.
She moaned against his mouth, her legs wrapped around his back, her hands reflexively gripped his shoulders.
He lifted a strap of her silk nighty with one finger and slid it over her shoulder. He repeated this with the other side, exposing her breasts.
“Exquisite,” he said. He thought her breasts were perfect and her pink nipples were already hard. The sight made his cock twitch.
He grabbed both of her breasts and held them as he used his thumbs to play with her nipples.
She let out a breath she had been holding and then a small moan.
He leaned forward and took one nipple into his mouth. He gently bit it with his teeth and moved to the other and did the same.
Drake leaned back, slid her silk nighty up, exposing her thighs and then began to rub her clit through her panties. He watched her lean her head back and push her chest forward as she moved with him.
He rubbed her in a circular motionwith his thumb and slid a finger inside of her. She let out a moan. One that was needy and desperate for release. He pulled his finger out of her and slid it into his mouth, through the suit only the faintest taste got through, but it was enough for him to know that she was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted.
“You taste amazing,” he said and she bit her lip. It was one of the sexiest things he had ever seen.
He leaned down and put his mouth on her panties. He licked at the fabric separating his mouth from her clit. He licked her a few more times before she started begging him.
“Please,” she whimpered.
“Please, what?” he asked her, teasing her once more with his mouth.
“Move them. My panties, move them over.” She was panting and he knew he was succeeding at teasing her.
Drawing the lace, to the side, he revealed her perfect pussy. He put his face to her clit and began licking it. She moved her body in the same motion as him, and arched her back as he slid a finger inside of her.
He moved his finger in and out, wiggling it against her sweet spot as he continued to lick her clit. He moved his tongue first in circles, and then in a circular motion.
He wanted nothing more than to make her orgasm. He had to see her in the throes of passion. It was the only thing that mattered in his life. He began to move at a faster pace. He moved his tongue along the length of her clit and moved his finger in and out of her.
He sucked on her for a moment and then began to feel her explode around him. Jamie cried out; her muscles tightened around his finger.
He lifted his head at last, after licking up every drop of her and noticed her eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply. Drake stood, pulling her up into his arms and carrying her into the bedroom.
She blinked exhausted eyes at him and he smiled, kissing her gently. Settling her into her bed, he pulled up the covers around her and softly said goodnight. Then he turned off the lights and let himself out.
As he walked down the street, he realized that his cock was harder than it had ever been in his life. The experience of tasting Jamie made him realize that, if he ever had a chance to do the same without the Hareema suit, he'd never be able to let her go.
He supposed it was a good thing that he had to feel everything through the suit, because he could not afford to go into the mating frenzy here on Earth, in the middle of his most important mission. Even if he'd regret never tasting her fully for the rest of his days.
Drake headed to his hotel, knowing that he had a long, sleepless night ahead of him. He prayed his cock would stop aching before the sun came up, but knew it wasn't likely.
